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Working Out

๐Ÿ‘ค JaWill โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Red, Blue โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:50
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Working out
Get these reps
They gon stare
Watch my steps
Watch me move
How I crept
Snatch a nigga out his vest

Pop his head
Of his neck
Drop em dead
Kiss of death
If he foul
Grab the tech
He get right
Or he get left

Working out
Get these reps
They gon stare
Watch my steps
Watch me move
How I crept
Snatch a nigga out his vest

Pop his head
Of his neck
Drop em dead
Kiss of death
If he foul
Grab the tech
He get right
Or he get left

Blue
I can't stay below the heavens
Turn a hoe into my blessing
Make her roll up my profession
Leave her lone when she stressing
Find some more when I'm on campus
DO her wrong learn her lesson
She gon roll keep it stepping

I ain't tripping
I don't tweak on seconds minutes
Hours fore the present finished
That's how y'all be loosing peace and loosing bitches

I just vibe
Build a castle in my mind
Keep my feet up as I'm high
I be tearing shit
While therapist help route my life

Help me forget the things I've been through
Help me forgive all of my "miss you"
Even then still can't commit to
Just one girl but I admit to
To the fact I can't be with you
I'm too committed to my mental
And my pencil on the instrumentals
That help me get my issues

Working out
Get these reps
They gon stare
Watch my steps
Watch me move
How I crept
Snatch a nigga out his vest

Pop his head
Of his neck
Drop em dead
Kiss of death
If he foul
Grab the tech
He get right
Or he get left

Working out
Get these reps
They gon stare
Watch my steps
Watch me move
How I crept
Snatch a nigga out his vest

Pop his head
Of his neck
Drop em dead
Kiss of death
If he foul
Grab the tech
He get right
Or he get left

Red
Bleeding it out my fucking head
Along with stress
I can't confess
So the memories be dead

Insecure about the person that I was can't bleed over
To my life now cause bitches and weed replace closure

I don't do well in text
I am too west to flex
But our DNA
Can't relate
Of course my christ complex

Has grown insane
To this life I thinks the blame
Life is all about change
But that's for y'all
Cause we don't cook write piss or bleed the same

Y'all imposters
Play the bench but hate the starters
But y'all is me and I'm all y'all not gone lie I ain't no smarter
Hypocrite cause I'm a author
I see both I'm forced to father
In my thoughts up in my noggins
That's where all my fucking problems

Working out
Get these reps
They gon stare
Watch my steps
Watch me move
How I crept
Snatch a nigga out his vest

Pop his head
Of his neck
Drop em dead
Kiss of death
If he foul
Grab the tech
He get right
Or he get left
Working out
Get these reps
They gon stare
Watch my steps
Watch me move
How I crept
Snatch a nigga out his vest

Pop his head
Of his neck
Drop em dead
Kiss of death
If he foul
Grab the tech
He get right
Or he get left

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